FOWC with Fandango: Spontaneous

My life has been spontaneous since I left the safety of my mum’s bump. I came to Switzerland spontaneously, married Mr. Swiss spontaneously, joined our village first aid organisation spontaneously, and learnt a few languages on the way, spontaneously. Are my spontaneous days now over? No not really. I now have a new project. I am not keen on food that comes from a packet and like to do it myself, knowing where and what the ingredients are. My latest spontaneous decision it make your own soup. I would say I was prompted by a decision from an online colleague who also likes to do his own thing. I have found a suitable soup maker where you just put in our veg or other ingredients, add stock and turn it on. The problem is that as all soups, it produces a liter of soup which I would never eat on my own. However, my colleague also found the solution and freezes what he cannot eat. That was another problem for me, how do I freeze my large soup quantities. Today I had a conversation with the cook in the home where Mr. Swiss is. Now I have the solution. Put the extra soup is a plastic bag and seal it, with my vacuum machine, do not vacuum it. Just put it in the freezer in poirtions and then you have your soup dishes for use, and it is all fresh vegetables. An ideal way of using your vegetables and what could be healthier. I have now decided to get my soup maker. The nice thing about it is that there is no washing up. Just fill the machine with water afterwards, switch it on and it cleans itself. What could be batter? Watch this space to see what happens. And now to order my soup maker 🙂
FOWC with Fandango: Spontaneious

RDP Friday: Mountain

Talking to a Swiss about a mountain, the answer would be “which one”. Everything in this country goes either up or down, the flat parts are scarce, but we do have a few. This afternoon I was visiting Mr. Swiss in his Golden Oldie home, and on the way I pass by a range of mountains, known as the Jura. There are seven Jura chains and it goes up and down from our area until you arrive at the border town of Basel, or Bale as the French say.

This particular part of the Jura is a bit special for us, as on the high peak on the left is known as the Hasenmatt (Hare meadow) and is the highest point in our Kanton of Solothurn, In my younger days I actually got to the top of the Hasenmatt. Quite an exhausting clinmb but it was worth it for view at the top.

RDP Friday: Mountain